According to the tradition of previous years, every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, Emperor Jian'an would hold a 'family banquet' at the Qianqing Palace.

All the Zhao royal families who are still in the palace will be summoned together to celebrate the festival with them.

Even some princes who have been crowned kings will occasionally get the permission of Emperor Jian'an to return to Daliang to participate in such a banquet.

At this time, the main hall of the Qianqing Palace is full of lights, full of lively meaning.

The princes who were called back to Daliang, as well as the royal children who had no sense of existence like Zhao Hongming, were all excited.

In their eyes, this is the family banquet that the emperor of Great Wei will set up once a year, and it is the center of the Great Wei temple.

If you are lucky, you may be able to get a panacea, or be allowed to enter the Tibetan Martial Arts to choose the best exercises, or be rewarded with gold and silver......

A single performance can change the fate of yourself or your subordinates.

For them, this family dinner is a rare opportunity.

And those ambitious princes are not to mention.

But in all fairness, Zhao Hongming is not interested in this kind of 'family banquet'.

There are too many familiar and strange people in this so-called 'family banquet' in front of me, and there is no 'home' atmosphere.

The Zongzheng inside, the many concubines who lived in the palace, the second prince and the third prince who were recalled, and the current King Bi and the acting king were all present.

It stands to reason that these people are all relatives of Zhao Hongming, but to be honest, even if they live in the palace together, they don't have much affection for each other.

It's not much different to say it's a nodding friend.

Therefore, this kind of 'family banquet' is mostly unworthy of the name in Zhao Hongming's eyes.

"Your Majesty, the Queen has arrived."

Around the time of Shen, Jian'an Emperor Zhao Yuxu and Empress Tu Huali walked into the main hall of the Qianqing Palace together in Feng Dabao's singing.

Many concubines, princes, and princesses who have been waiting for a long time have stood up to greet them, and the mountains are shouting long live.

"Let's all be flat." Jian'an Emperor Zhao Huixu waved his hand and led the empress to the chief position.

After Emperor Jian'an took his seat, the rest of the people who came to the banquet took their seats one after another.

Zhao Hongming raised his head and looked at his father, who looked seven or eight points similar to him, and didn't see him much on weekdays.

It just feels unusually strange.

He withdrew his gaze, and his face became sad and joyless.

In the main hall, the closest to the throne of the Son of Heaven is the prince's family.

Then there are Zongzheng, the concubines, the princes who have been crowned kings, and then the princes who are still in the cabinet, and some other clansmen.

Zhao Hongming's ranking is not high, so the seat is relatively close to the back, in a corner that no one is paying attention to.

If other princes were to be depressed because of this, Zhao Hongming didn't care much about it, but was happy to be pure.

After Emperor Jian'an took his seat, he began to say some words of encouragement.

It is nothing more than what kind of achievements the imperial court has made this year, what kind of development the Zhao family has, and what kind of prospects will there be in the new year in the future.

Finally, I would like to express some feelings about my life and say some greetings for family harmony.

After all the congratulatory messages were finished, the family banquet officially began.

The eunuch in the imperial dining room, who had been waiting outside the hall for a long time, was placed in front of everyone's desk with bowls of dishes under Feng Dabao's order.

Soon, as the family banquet progressed, several ambitious princes such as the crown prince, the fourth prince, and the seventh prince successively greeted Emperor Jian'an, either chanting poems or opposing them, intending to win the attention of Emperor Jian'an.

Emperor Jian'an naturally did not disappoint his fun in this special season, and even played games such as guessing, thumb battles and wine orders.

In the back, Zong Zheng also participated.

However, he played a more elegant game - guessing allusions.

Zong Zheng said that guessing allusions is that he casually said some riddles and asked the people present to find out the corresponding allusions, which is difficult and easy.

It should be a game, but also a test for everyone.

Emperor Jian'an prepared some jade pendants, jade bracelets, pills, swords and other small gifts as rewards to enliven the atmosphere of the feast.

So, under the stimulation of Emperor Jian'an, many princes and princesses and princes who returned from abroad were eager to try.

For those who are ambitious among them, the reward may not be particularly important, but whether they can please Emperor Jian'an.

Zong Zheng touched his goatee, pondered for a while and said, "Mo Meimei has a plan, let's talk about it." ”

After he finished speaking, Zhao Hongming only felt that he was in a fog and completely ignorant of what he meant.

"The Analects of Ji: When you are young, your blood is undecided, and your precepts are in color."

Soon the fourth prince, Zhao Hongli, guessed the riddle.

"Good, reward!" Emperor Jian'an said with a smile.

The little eunuch guarding the main hall held a jade box and presented it in front of Zhao Hongli.

He took the jade box and opened it to see that it was a myelin-washing pill.

Zhao Hongli's mind was quick, and he reacted immediately, which was an affirmation of what he did in the study that day.

He said excitedly: "Thank you father, I wish my father a long life." ”

With Zhao Hongli at the beginning, everyone else was also riveted and wanted to try.

"Puppet, hit Mencius."

"Mencius Liang Hui Wang: 'The initiator has no aftermath!' It is also used for its image of a man. ”

"Eager to learn, let's talk about it."

"The Analects and Narratives: Knowing them tacitly, learning without getting tired of them, and teaching people tirelessly."

"All the people are soldiers, and the art of war is a word."

"Sun Tzu: Marching Chapter, let it be written, and use it with force."

……

One riddle after another was told, and then the crown prince Zhao Hongwen, the second prince Zhao Hongwu, the seventh prince Zhao Hongsheng and other princes and princesses all answered the riddle correctly, and they gained a lot.

The atmosphere on the field is getting more and more enthusiastic.

Suddenly, Zhao Hongguang, the eighth prince who was sitting behind Zhao Hongming, probed and said in a low voice: "Fifth brother, why don't you go up and say a few words?" I think you're eating at that point. ”

Zhao Hongming spread his hands and said honestly: "I don't know how to play this game, what kind of fun is it about." ”

"Hit a wall everywhere, and say a word."

At this time, Zongzheng said another riddle.

The Eighth Prince's eyes lit up and said: "Fifth brother, I will answer this question, the Analects of Zizhang: The wall of the master is numbered, and he is not allowed to enter the door, and he does not see the beauty of the temple, and the wealth of hundreds of officials." Fifth brother, come on, you go and say. ”

"Uh......" Zhao Hongming didn't expect the Eighth Prince to tell him the answer to the mystery directly and let him be in the limelight, but after a while, he was a little embarrassed and said: "Eighth brother, this mystery is too long." ”

Not long after his words fell, the Seventh Prince took the initiative to stand up and tell the answer to the riddle.

Seeing this, the eyes of the Eighth Prince were quite hateful, and he missed the opportunity in vain.

Zhao Hongming picked up a braised pig's trotter and gnawed it seriously, which was quite incompatible with the fierce atmosphere in the entire hall.

After he finished nibbling on the pig's trotters, he picked up a whole roast duck, dipped it in the dipping sauce, and carefully tore it to eat.

Zhao Hongming said with a smile while eating: "Eighth brother, why don't you tell the mystery if you know the answer?" ”

The eighth prince, Zhao Hongguang, shrank his neck and said: "There are so many people, I'm a little afraid of ......"

Hearing this, Zhao Hongming was immediately happy.

The eighth brother is a year older, and sure enough, there is still no change, and he is still so cowardly.